More insults WILL be thrown- They do know after all

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Alexander: Read it.
Jefferson: "Dear sir, I hope this letter finds you in good health and in a prosperous enough position to put wealth In the pockets of people like me down on their luck You see, that was my wife who you decided to—"
Madison+Jefferson+Burr: WHAAAT-

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Alexander: She cornered me. And that is when Reynolds extorted (had sex with) me. I know I've committed sin but I have not committed murder or treason and if you want to send the dogs after my scent THATS FINE!
Jefferson: My god...

(oop)
"..."

(LMAO)
Alexander: Promise not to tell another soul what you saw.
Jefferson: The people wont know what we know.
*Burr is staring right at you*

"..."

*Nicolas frowned, squinting slightly to better gauge the conversation’s topic. The dark skinned boy was part of a ship repair service, but at the moment he was being sent to deliver a letter to a Mr. A. Hamilton. while this wasn't the deaf boy's actual job, he was fairly good at finding his way around. His eyse were sharp and he took orders well- as long as you faced him when talking to him. Nicolas knocked on the door, announcing his presence to the 4 men*

Burr: Whichever one is more in charge.

Nicolas: Prehsd'nt John Ahdms

*The entire room's attention is fully on you now*
Burr: I see...
*Jefferson still looks like he wants to punch Hamilton*

Nicolas: *warily* . . . whiee'r yoo hall stareeng aht mee? *Nicolas looked back at Burr, clearly feeling most comfortable around him (for some unknown reason)* have I done suhmth'ng rohng, ser?

*Alexander returns his gaze to the paper in Jeffersons hand*
Burr: No, of course not

Nicolas: Mr. Berr, ser? whaht's soh spehcil 'bout thohs papers?

*as alexander takes the papers Burr grabs them from his hand*
Burr: Go ahead and read it.
Alexander: NO-
*Its the letter from Mr. Reynolds*

Nicolas: ;-; Ehehehe, um, M-Mr. Berr, Iee cahn't reed. cahn yoo reed iht for mee?

*Alexander has a horrified look on his face*
Burr: of course-
Jefferson: *reading it over his shoulder* "Dear sir, I hope this letter finds you in good health and in a prosperous enough position to put wealth In the pockets of people like me down on their luck You see, that was my wife who you decided to—" Wait WHAAT-

Nicolas: *curiously* whaht? deecided too whaht? *He watched Hamilton's reaction before turning back to Jefferson and Burr* what dihd hee doo?

Alexander: Burr don’t do anything irrational.
Burr: Quiet. Come on. I’m going to meet him.

Nicolas: No! Noh, pleesee, dohn’t

Burr: Why?

Nicolas: Iee’ll juhst bee ihn mor truhble

Burr: What if I bought you.... Then freed you? Would that work?

*Nicolas blinked blankly for a few seconds before the words finally clicked in his head*
Nicolas: *shocked* yoo, would doo thaht? Whuht’s thuh cehtch?

Burr: No catch.

Nicolas: Noh cehtch *Nicolas hesitated, trying to gauge if Burr was lying or not, before nodding quickly and smiling slightly* thahnk yoo, Mr. Berr, Ser

Burr: Its a pleasure to free my own kind *smiles*
Jefferson: How do you intend on paying for it?

*Luckily for Jefferson, Nicolas was not looking at him and henceforth didn't 'hear' him call Nicolas an 'it'*

*The shouting pauses abruptly*
Alexander: *clears throat* Come in.

*Nicolas opened the door, having peeked through the crack and reading Alexander's lips*
Nicolas: I have a lehtter for A. Haemiltun? ihs hee hohme? *Nicolas's green eyes studied the group of men and he tried to force himself into keeping a mask of unknowingness on his face*

*Hamilton smiles at you*
Alexander: Thats me. Thank you.
*Jefferson steps back*

Nicolas: *handing over the letter* so whiee wer yoo insuhltng won anuther?

Alexander: ...Yes.
Jefferson: Says you.

Nicolas: *crossing his arms* no, buht whiee? what's the reeson?

Jefferson: *smirks as he places a hand on Hamilton's desk* Care to share with him, Alexander?
Alexander: Just a disagreement *Burr scoffs*

*Nicolas raised an eyebrow before sighing and turning around to leave*
Nicolas: fine, 'll juhst ahsk miee bohss about iht

Burr: *Standing near the door* And who's your boss?

Nicolas: ahr yoo ahsking for miee bihg bohss? or miee dieerehct soopervieesor?

*Burr nods at you*

*Nicolas smiles, gives Hamilton a heated frown of distaste that the Democratic Republican would find hilarious, and left*
~A Few Days Later~
*Nicolas frantically knocked on the door to Burr's office, where he heard Hamilton, Madison, and Jefferson were all having some kind of 'meeting'*

Jefferson: Hold on-
Madison: I'll get it *Opens the door, Burr is in the background, leaning on his desk* Yes?

Nicolas: miee mahster nohs! hee beet mee uhntihl Iee tohld hihm uhbout wher Iee wuhs ahn Iee'm soh soh sohree! *Nicolas hid his face in his hands, literally looking both about to cry and terrified that he'd be punished*

*Burr gets off the desk and walks over to you and he puts his hand on your shoulder*
Burr: Don’t be sorry. He beat you?
Alexander: Oh sweet heaven have mercy-

*Nicolas nodded, sniffling and trying to wipe his tears away. The deaf boy had a black eye and what seemed to be fresh lashes underneath his shirt collar*

Burr: *he notices and looks angry before extremely gently hugging you*
Alexander: How much did you tell him?

Nicolas: *sniff* wehll, hee ahsked whuht Iee’d ohverherd frum yor cohnversashun, *sniff* buht Iee hahdn’t herd hihm ahnd so Iee goht puhnched. Thehn ehvreething ehls kieendah juhst, cahmee out . . .

Alexander: Heaven have mercy-
Burr: where is he.

Nicolas: aht thuh shihpyard, whiee?

Alexander: I have done nothing to provoke legal action-
Burr: No, we cant do anything. Cheating on your wife isn't a crime. *He looks almost disappointed*

Nicolas: iht his bahck hohme. if yoo did thaht bahck hohme yoo'd bee ehxild frum thee Asante peepol

Madison: Where did you say you were from?
*Alexander is over here freaking out at Jefferson*

Nicolas: Iee'm Asante. Miee name wuhs chahnged too Nihcohlus beecuse of Ahmehrihcahns

Madison: *To Alex and Thomas* Boys you can fight eachother later. *to you* I see... Thank you Nicolas.
Burr: *Puts a hand on your shoulder* You people need to stop pounding this poor boy with questions.

*Nicolas nodded to the men, smiling a bit at Burr*
Nicolas: Mr. Berr, ser? shood Iee keep thihs too mieesehlf?

*he looks back at Alexander*
Alexander: *His tone is sharp* Burr.
Burr: Yes Nicolas. I suggest you do.

*Nicolas nodded and began to leave. the slave then paused in the door and turned around*
Nicolas: Iee ahm sohree for cahuseeng truhble

[For some reason my stupid brain just realized that he probably feels comfortable around Burr bcs he was a slave]
Jefferson: Dont be sorry... You didn't cause any issues.

[It's also why he doesn't really directly talk to Jefferson lol]
*Nicolas looked surprised at Jefferson's words and actually cracked a small smile at the man*
Nicolas: thahnk yoo ser. um, w-wood iht bee ohkaee ihf Iee cahme bahck too tahlk too yoo uhgain

Alexander: HE IS TOO YOUNG FOR THIS-
Jefferson: Well... Do you know how babies are made?

Nicolas: *frowns* thuh whites saee theiee cum frum ah stork

Jefferson: Thats so innocent... but tell me, do you know what sex is?
Alexander: STOP IT RIGHT NOW-

Nicolas: uh, thaht's thuh theeng whehr yoo tuhch Uther peepol, rieeght?

Jefferson: Yup, Thats correct.
Alexander: Thomas Im going to k-
Jefferson: Hush.

Nicolas: hang ohn . . . *Nicolas's eyes widened in shock and he turned to Alexander in Horror* Yoo wer tuhching ahnuther mahn's wieef?! buht-! Whaht thuh hehll- miee gohd

Alexander: He shouldn't know this!! It isnt-
Jefferson: Yup... *smiles* Hamilton is even already married

Nicolas: Yoo'r WHAHT?! yoo'r dihscuhsting! yoo cahn't doo thaht!

Alexander: I-
Jefferson: Awww... You what, Alexander? Hm?
Alexander: *he clenches his fists* I never spent a cent that wasn't mine! You sent the dogs after my scent, that's fine! *he's shouting now* Yes, I have reason for shame. but I have not committed treason and sullied my good name!!!

Nicolas: *not catching Hamilton or Jefferson's words (he wasn't looking at them, henceforth not reading their lips and not catching anything they said)* Doo yoo ehxieel hihm now or sumthng? does Ahmehrihcahy Doo thaht?

Burr: Shut it before I duel you, Thomas.
Alexander: *Who was sitting quietly in the room* Oooooh-

Nicolas: 0-0 whuht? whuht juhst hahppned?

Burr: Nothing. Lets go.

*Nicolas nodded and led Burr down to the docks where his supervisor was yelling at (presumably) another enslaved worker. Nicolas swallowed nervously and tapped the man on the shoulder*
Nicolas: s-ser, ehxcuoos mee. maee Iee tahlk too yoo?

*Burr is standing close behind him, glaring at the man*

Supervisor: you're back, are you? *the supervisor then noticed Burr* ah, hello sir. how many I help you?

Burr: *clears his throat* I'm willing to purchase your.... *He hates saying the word* Slave. For a decent some of money

Supervisor: 0-0 oh? why? *he narrowed his eyes at Nicolas, who hung his head low*

Burr: I have my reasons.